SHADOWS IN THE WOODS
~MATHIAS’ POV~
The room was damp and stinking, a mix of sweat, blood, and iron that clung to the walls. Chains rattled when the Outcast shifted, his broken body hanging limp, his skin mottled with bruises. Every breath he took sounded like gravel scraping his throat.
Silas stood by the door. His face gave nothing away, but his eyes flickered with impatience.
“Finally, you’re here, Alphas. We tried to get him talking, but he won’t say who sent him after Luna.” His voice was steady, but I caught the weight beneath it.
“Leave us,” Daxon said coldly.
Silas bowed his head and slipped out, his footsteps echoing down the stone hall until silence swallowed the space again.
Daxon moved first, his body tight with rage, every step like a storm building. His fists clenched,
